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*RP Post that's OOC*

Its a somber mood inside the OOC room. The atmosphere is bleched with silence and forlorn air. Although there maybe lingering people around, no one notices Akki Rei carrying a stool in one hand and a silver guitar in the other. He sets the stool by the window and stands, gazing out into the starry night sky feeling nothing but a lack in his own creativity and the motivation to continue on RPing fleeting. The stars are barely shining behind the black sky. He blinks as he realizes a star that he was looking at suddenly disappeared.

He leans the guitar by the window as he takes off his black complex jacket and sunglasses, laying them upon the stool. He won't be sitting tonight. Rolling up the sleeves of his complex jacket, he raises his head high with his eyes tilted to the vast night sky. Taking the guitar in his hands, he slowly breaths deeply. He strums the strings one by one before adjusting the knobs until he tunes it to his liking. He smiles softly, strumming a few chords. A voice that can stop battles and move mountains... How he wished he could do that. How he wished he could have that kind of character again... and not die because he was singing. Because that character would be human.

His thoughts began to drift to old days and he couldn't help but smile. Although his heart was growing weary of cliches and repetitive RP themes, he still could be who he wanted to be in the OOC room. He could be the RPer that he always was. His hands began to strum the strings of his guitar, playing a soft melody and singing to the night sky.

If you listen closely... you should be able to hear it faintly.
You see? That voice...
Something that mere words can't describe fully
I feel it always.
It's an angel's voice.

The verse ends as though the song ends, but he's strumming. He's still playing. In his mind, he can feel and hear other instruments joining in. Especially an electric guitar that rings out at the end of the verse. His red eyes gazes out the sky, sparkling like the stars. The melody takes on a stronger, more solid tone.

The melody fades away... as though sinking into darkness.
Leaving behind an echo.
Quietly it descends... in a deep blue aurora.
And I too, sing

There are things I believed in.
You might have called them foolish
But they've never changed.
Those dreams from that time!

As the next verse comes, he feels his heart exploding and his soul released. The music in his deep within mind playing in his ears. He continues to smile. The magic of this melody taking him away. Giving him wings and allowing him to soar in his mind.

I found that angel's voice.
I turn towards the horizon.
Sparkling! Shining!
My image of you wasn't a dream.
Drift away, let's drift away.
Someday we'll meet again.
When I close my eyes... it's always echoing in my heart.
Angel voice.

Images begin to play in his head. His smile broadens as he takes a few bars rest. He breaths deeply, his chest lifting greatly and gently before he begins to sing again with a determination that would rock the very core of a planet.

My feelings change, just like the scenery.
Nothing I can do.
I guess it's because... God's just funny that way.
Don't count on Him.

Let's keep on running.
We've got a ways to go till we stop.
I want to find my way there...
As I turn towards the darkness.

Angel voice, I still feel it... as a distant heartbeat.
I match its rhythm and I know at last
I reach this place where we two first met.
That vision of you that day still burns in my eyes.
On heavy nights, too
I know it'll still give me strength.
Angel voice

He quickly slaps his hand down on the string, ending his melody quickly and aburptly. The sparkle and magic were still in his eyes. They stared out to the night sky. Although silence surrounded him, he was still singing. He slowly straighten, slowly and gently removing his hands from his guitar string. He began to strum the same melody he had in the beginning, singing softly.

If you listen closely... you should be able to hear it faintly.
You see? That voice...
It's an angel's voice.

His lips released his last words, fighting to hold on as the sound of the guitar and his voice fading into the silence of the OOC room. He closed his eyes feeling his environment for the moment before he gathered his things. Placing on his sunglasses, carrying his jacket on the crook of his arm, carrying the stool in his hand, and grabbing the neck of the guitar in his other, he silently departs. Happy that he could RP how he used too.

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@Akki Rei: @.@; Someone was bored.